An English house
Could never be warm
When autumn has waned
And winter is born
Single-glazed windows
Won't keep the draft
Away for long
Watching birds
And aeroplanes
Crossing the sky
And out of my frame
Evening sounds
From Hauntsie Lane
To which I am drawn
An English house
Could never be warm
When autumn has waned
And winter is born
Single-glazed windows
Won't keep the draft
Away for long

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